You walk into the club, standing at the tuktok of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. You reach up and touch the puso kuwintas she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your puso hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept you two and you can’t take the stress of being rejected sa pamamagitan ng everyone you know and love. You slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. You stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.
“Hey you,” she says,...
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